Beach Slang - Young Hearts текст песни

This crummy town
Is filled with wild boredom
A battleground
Rumbling like a wardrum now
It gave us guts
It made us saints of danger
It woke us up It made write to save us The gutter’s alive
With young hearts tonight
The gutter’s alive
With young hearts tonight
The nothing kids
The restless and forgotten
We never fit
It’s been our bravest weapon
The gutter’s alive
With young hearts tonight
The gutter’s alive
With young hearts tonight
It made us saints of danger
It made us saints